In the words of The BFG, and quite possibly also Ned Flanders, the whole range was scrumdiddlyumptious, but my favourite by far was the ultra zingy Fiesta pizza. The mojito dressing was uber minty and almost as good as the real thing… well, apart from, obviously, the missing rum, and the fajita spice was totally zig-a-zig-ah!

So, yeah. The Australian Socceroos lost to Holland, but not without a ferocious fight and a blinder of a left-foot strike by Tim Cahill. They may be out of the World Cup, but I reckon they can go back home to the Vegemite Nation with their heads held high. Well done boys! It may not have been the result we all wanted, but you certainly entertained.

Happy World Cup everyone!

*Disclaimer: we were provided with a Dominos pizza party in return for this honest review. The Fiesta was kick-arse!